It is a great struggle to let go of struggling. Again..I am just letting my feet take me to the next step and not concerned about ..I should be doing something interesting or new or old or whatever. It is now 1 in the morning and I went to bed at 10 and woke up. I am not supper wide awake but I have observed myself well enough to know that if I get up and do something, it will be easier for me to get back to sleep;

Last I scribed I was sitting in the lobby of the smile.. Ok..the room was the economy, but travelling for 50 days I wanted to keep lodging to a low cost I think that room was about $10. When I go back for my last few days it will cost me $21 for a superior room..hopefully it will not be on the top floor since it is a walk up but out of the ground floor will probably give me less chance of sharing the room with a large “beetle”.

I had breakfast in a new place.. same same but different. The nice young woman sitting opposite had the musli and yogurt with fruit.. I am often thinking..what would Monika do..and she would do that. It is always to really look at “the road” in the day time. At night..it is just a buzz of vender's and folk partying.. but in day it is a collection of folded stands and sleepy people. Several times I have sharing a table with one folk having to leave not feeling well. The food is good..you don't get sick unless you are stupid and drink too much. The street Phat thai is the best..and I now know who had the best of the best.

I went to the cut through Wat and they were chanting and there were many Thai's buying incense etc. I did not go in, but walked about the grounds and school rooms. One woman bustled past me and went into an empty room, turned on a light and entered the classroom bathroom... she knows where to go...

As I was leaving, I heard the temple drums and went up some stairs to where a man was swinging a large covered wooden mallet BOOM BOOM.. he went from drum to drum...great sound..

I cleaned out of the room, did my internet and waited for the bus. I was happy I took the 1 bus since the traffic was busy and he did not take the expressway. We were smooshed in but got there. There was no one in line...but I had another awakening. I paid for and reserved the exit seat... I am over 65..so was put into 2F...Well as I will tell you... this old lady carried her duffle up 4 flights of stairs...(ok.. a young girl helped me. I had a bowl of curry and a beer at the airport and then hurried to the the airport only to find...Air Asia...just a little late.. maybe 5 min. We took off at 4:30 for a 3:45 flight.. The issue was that the Kristi house would keep my room until 6, The entire flight was a conversation.. there is nothing you can do..what will be will be etc.

I grabbed my bag and fled to the cabs...120 bhat... ok goooooo. He decided that he would take the Thape road and I KNEW the hotel was on the other end where the bookstore was.. so I ran the loooong block and when I entered, Mrs.Krisit...for want of a better word..was eating and said no room... I said I am Bonny....ok.. I put you in a nice room usually 400 but you don't need air so.. 300.

I will take pictures of the room...but I have a refrigerator and tv with many channels.. no TP but a nice towel.. no soap..but I will get some and a FIRM (Joe will know) king size bed.,,,for $9 a night She can arrange the slow boat, a mini van, a visa run... what more could I want. I went out for dinner and much to my surprise the little thai restaurant in the alley was open and I had a nice dinner with tea. I then walked to the 7/11 and bought TP and water... stopped at Starbucks for a fruit drink since I had to leave my beer...and back...there is an organic veggie place on the next corner toward the book stop.. and on that street.. and Irish pub, several nice restaurants etc...so it was an other beautiful day in Paradise.